The Slayer's Mother Gets Arrested (or Who Says Policemen Aren't Understanding)

Author: Nitrowugs

Rating: PG

Pairings: None

Feedback: Please. Constructive criticism is always welcomed and appreciated.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything associated with BtVS and AtS. (Characters, plots, and dialogue from the shows are borrowed with no infringement intent whatsoever.)

Distribution: Please ask and let me know where it's going.

Written: 08/06/2009

Summary: It gets hot, hot, hot in southern California. What's a woman to do?

AN: This story is a one shot; I wrote it because I know the feeling.

Joyce is on her way home from the shopping mall and stuck in traffic when the AC in her car stops working. It is 105 degrees outside and a few minutes later it is getting hot in her car as well. She rolls down her windows and opens the driver's door hoping to get some air. This doesn't help.

She unbuttons a few buttons on her blouse and looks around the car for something to use to fan herself. There is nothing. She tries using her hands to fan herself. The exertion to cool off by fanning makes her even hotter so she completely unbuttons and opens her blouse. This doesn't help much either so she removes the blouse. Then horror of horrors, she gets hit with a hot flash. She doesn't know what it is. She is 39 years old and has never felt anything like this before.

She lowers her camisole and bra straps from her shoulders and keeps popping the front of her bra against her chest in an effort to generate some cool air. No such luck. By now her hair is wet and sticking to her brow from all of the perspiration running down her face. She has removed her seat belt, tilted her seat back slightly and is leaning back with her eyes closed still fanning with her hands. She hasn't noticed fellow commuters staring at her until she hears,

"Go ahead, honey, take some more off."

This is followed by laughter from males in nearby cars.

She yells back, "Let me see what you'd do trapped in a car with no air conditioning in this heat." This generates even more laughter.

At this point she is so upset she doesn't notice that the traffic has started to move again until a CHP (California Highway Patrol) officer asks "Is there a problem here, ma'am?"

Joyce loses it. "Is there a problem? Is there a problem? I'll say there's a problem." She counts them off on her fingers. "My AC stopped working; it is over a hundred degrees out here; and I'm stuck in traffic. So what're you going to do about it?" She continues to verbally abuse the officer until he arrests her for disorderly conduct and indecent exposure and has her car towed.

At the nearest police station the highway patrolman is explaining the situation to the desk officer when the captain passes by. After hearing the patrolman's report and Joyce's version of the story, the captain says "Put her into an empty office, let her get dressed and give her a couple of hours to cool off. Have her car sent down to the repair shop and tell them to fix the AC and make it a priority job. I need that car back here in less than two hours."

"Aren't we going to book her, sir?" the patrolman wanted to know.

"No. After her AC is fixed, I'm sending her home. My wife is having hot flashes now and I know what her husband is going through. Considering the condition she'll be in after an overnight stay in a hot jail cell, I can't send this woman home to her husband like that. I just can't do that to the poor guy."

The end